Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
[Marley] this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
[Verse 1: Method
Oh no, flow lyrica forty fo'
If it deep, jump in feet first then hold yo' nose
I'm a when you step on my toe you hear my whistle
Checkin 'em hoe, you see my pistol it go
I couldn't wait to do a right, hardly 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come it, awww shit it
Now done did it, supper ready y'all come get it
Now who stop me block me pop lock me knock me
Jamaica posse most high Selassie
Allah willin, sound boy killin
I'm hot bitch I catch cold or catch feelings
The truth be the youth
And Def Jam y'all the Meth Man take care of his fam
what y'all better do
Examine our skin we to win
Worldwide the people we be jammin again
[Verse 2:
Make way for Reggie
Got more hoes than grand
I, dig 'em out tie 'em up for randsome
I, shoot at your make you start dancin
I'm pissin on your picnics ya campin
Doctor got the from Ziggy
When the zig zag roll I'll rip zip code
Got fucked up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till bend over
(There I go) money
I got a mo ped in Jamaica on twenties
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No Belvedere it's Tiger to get it crackin
Aiyyo dread right or
I'm a sinner, winner of the swimmers
Eat dinner, in of Bob Marley pin up
[Chorus:
I don't care about your bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me
BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I don't care about your bling bling
here we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! it up
[Verse 3: Damian "Jr. Gong"
I neva wonda why so much reach ya
And dem a wonda how so much feature
Blunt dem so big a a Bunny Bob and Peter
Teach it a teacher preach it like a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't style mi up no under achieve
di rizla gimme di blunt and a sensimillia
Gimme di gimme di cup and a couple senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di
Jumpin off on di , you best believe yah
a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle ghetto dem get di crippled
So mi seh babylon dem a go get a weopen
when we hear some politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right wid di clip in
So smile now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin
Got a big forty five it's trigga lickin
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't what's happenin
Dem how yuh get so slim it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi stabbin
It is dappin jappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a dead
Well woman a tear off mi pants
Natty dreadlocks inna di benz and have switchin
If a bwoy nuh dat him may end up missin
Rastafari dun tell yuh but yuh listen
Marley]
Play this song on fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio